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Playing the Devil's Game Chapter 30
"Romero, leave."The tone of Russo's command was unmistakable, a clear indication that he wanted his subordinate gone. But as the seconds ticked by, I could sense Romero's reluctance, the palpable tension hanging in the air. I was scared, i had no idea what this man could do to me and the fact that is face wasn’t giving any hint even scared me more. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the door swung open, and Romero emerged. He shot me a lingering, piercing glance, his dark eyes a mix of anger and suspicion, before he reluctantly departed, the door clicking shut behind him. Romero wanted to hear my verdict, and if anything, I was grateful that he wasn’t letting him stay. I couldn't help but hold my breath as Russo turned his attention to me, his eyes sharp and probing. Somehow, beneath those orbs, I could see traces of the man that would believe me. I had to give it my all, I would try to manipulate my way out of this and be very careful next time. "Alissa, what were you doi
Playing the Devil's Game Chapter 31
The atmosphere at the office had shifted, growing heavy with an unspoken tension. It had been days since Russo had come to my room, and his cold indifference weighed on me like a stone in my chest. It was as if a wall had risen between us, one that I couldn't scale, no matter how hard I tried. I tried talking to him once and the reaction was something I wouldn’t want to ever experience again, it was something I couldn’t mention. I hated how it dictated my entire mood for the whole day. Somehow protecting Romero had cost me my relationship with Russo, now I can’t take back my words and I’m back to being treated like an outsider. At work, Russo's behavior was even more disconcerting. He no longer lingered by my side, didn't seek out those moments of solitude we had shared. His replies to my inquiries were curt, and his gaze barely met mine. He wasn’t even interested in whatever I was working on. Each day, his distance became more pronounced, and the sinking feeling that I was losing
Playing the Devil's Game Chapter 32
The night air was vibrant with life as I stood at the entrance of the club, my pulse quickening with anticipation. I had heard stories about this new club and the people in the mansion won’t stop talking about it. That was part of what made me even more excited to be starting here. Russo stood beside me, a faint smile tugging at his lips. "Welcome to The Velvet Pleasures, Alissa."The club's name was fitting. From the outside, it had appeared unassuming, but as the doors swung open, a world of decadence and allure revealed itself. The dimly lit entrance gave way to a spacious expanse, alive with throbbing music, flashing lights, and bodies moving to the rhythm. The scent of cocktails and perfume hung in the air, promising an unforgettable night.Russo took my hand, and I followed him inside, the bass of the music reverberating through my chest. The club was an orchestra of sights and sounds, a symphony of the senses, and I couldn't help but be mesmerized.Russo led me through the cro
Playing the Devil's Game Chapter 33
The Friday morning sun bathed the club's surroundings in a warm, inviting light. As I walked alongside Russo, the scent of fresh coffee wafted through the air, mingling with the distant hum of city life. It was a rare and tranquil moment amid the bustling, clandestine world we inhabited.Russo's presence at my side was both reassuring and enigmatic, a constant reminder of the secrets that surrounded us. As we strolled through the club's exterior, his gaze scanned the premises, taking in every detail with a discerning eye.The Velvet Pleasure was truly everything and more, This was my frist time being behind the scenes of a club like this and for the first time, I want to prove Russo right, I want him to be proud of putting me in this position. Finally, he turned to me, his expression serious. "Alissa, I have to travel for work. I'll be away for a while, and I'll be very absent from here."His unspoken words hung in the air, a solemn reminder of the responsibility that was about to be
Playing the Devil's Game Chapter 34
Getting used to the running of this place takes time; I would give myself more credit for pulling it off. The majority of the men here thought that when the club launched, Russo would be handing it to them on a golden platter but nobody was prepared for my coming. Sometimes it makes me feel like I was sent here to be set up; maybe Russo was starting to have doubts about me.Other times, I try not to think about it at all and just do the job. I make sure to keep my ears on the ground for chatter that might be useful for the FBI. I also make sure to be very present so my workers don't think I’m too bossy.Last Wednesday, I was in the dressing room with the girls and we were having conversations. My heart was breaking for some of them but I couldn’t let it show. I asked them what changes they would want and I wrote them down. They didn’t have a problem with the payments and I was grateful Russo wasn’t exploiting them. He was paying them fairly, and they were happy to work here.The male
Playing the Devil's Game Chapter 35
I stood in the shadows, my senses heightened, and the tension in the air was palpable. I was waiting for Russo’s trusted friends to arrive through this entrance so I could lead them to the velvety room where the order of the day was waiting. Something about who they were scared me, I have gotten used to the idea of not asking questions and not probing further, I needed Russo’s trust more than ever. I recognized them immediately as they entered: seven men who moved with quiet, unassuming confidence. I could never forget these faces, for they have a space on the FBI Most Wanted list. They were the central pillars of the La Sombra Negra cartel. The black shadow cartel. A sense of déjà vu washed over me, for I had crossed paths with these men three years ago in a sting operation, an operation that had ended with one of their own death. Victor Vargas died by my bullet. They were unaware of my identity, their memories and mine diverging as swiftly as a river branching into separate tributa
Playing the Devil's Game Chapter 36
The warmth of the sun's embrace seemed to whisper promises of a new day, a fresh start. I stretched beneath the cozy duvet, savoring the serenity accompanying those precious moments between slumber and wakefulness. I was tired and I felt like going back to sleep, but The velvet pleasures won’t manage itself. Russo put me in charge for a reason and I won’t disappoint him. My senses slowly returned, I felt something that sent a shock of alarm coursing through me. A presence in the room, an unseen observer. My heart pounded, and I carefully opened my eyes, pretending to remain asleep, hoping to glimpse the intruder without revealing my awareness.And then I saw him. Russo, standing at the foot of my bed, watching me with an amused twinkle in his eyes. I gasped, sitting up abruptly, a jolt of fear coursing through me. "Russo!" I exclaimed, my voice a mixture of surprise and reproach. "You scared the life out of me!"I wasn’t expecting him here today or if he was coming he would have cal
Playing the Devil's Game Chapter 37
Supervising the shipment offloading, my attention was divided between the careful unloading process and maintaining the safety of the precious cargo. I had spent the last night in Russo’s arms and that seemed to take away all the previous stress of the past week from my body. The atmosphere in the underground storage area was tense, the echo of footsteps and the clinking of metal barrels filling the air.Stephan, my assistant in overseeing the club's operations, was beside me, his normally stoic expression giving way to a subtle vulnerability as he stared at something on his phone. Curiosity piqued, I couldn't help but glance in his direction. I walked to his side but he didn’t notice me coming. A picture of a baby girl adorned the screen, a child with the same captivating blue eyes as Stephan. His gaze was filled with a mix of longing and sorrow as he gazed upon the image. It was a sight so out of place within the dimly lit storage area, it begged a question."Is that your daught
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